...s'funny how some things stick. I can still remember our divvy number, though I can't ever personally have used it.
My grandfather was a Co-Op manager for a good few years (though long before I remember). My father always use to relate how he used to accompany him on trips out in a pony and trap to collect account payments.
I certainly wouldn't have said it was a middle-class environment - he opened and managed a new store in a pit village, and before the shop was ready, they had temporary premises actually at the pit! ;-)
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Thieves paradise? 
Thieves paradise? 
